She is on Fire at the Apex of Si Ye’s Heart

Everyone who was still in the meeting looked at each other in confusion. Because the man deliberately turned off the sound, they could not hear who the admiral was talking to, and why the meeting was suddenly terminated.

Jing Yi hooked up with the others, winked at them, smiled and said cheerfully, "You know why? Consultant Cang lives with our boss. There must be something going on with Consultant Cang, otherwise our boss will never tell his voice Turn off."

Everyone who listened carefully: "..." They have long been tired of hearing this similar sentence, can you change it to something else.

Except for the two words that were intentional before.

It was probably the first time he called him so intimate.

But it sounded so familiar.

just like.

He has practiced countless times before.

Cang Fengyu held the medical gauze and cream that he had stuffed in her hand. When she heard the affectionate call to her, she clenched her hands a little tighter. Perhaps it was the first time someone called her name like that, so she Feeling unnatural, she walked straight past him in the direction of the sofa.

After a while, he said slowly, "Come here."

"Give you some medicine."

The young man's ears were a little red, and he turned his back on him.

Si Xing didn't want to give him a chance to avoid it, so he came over and said, "Many people have called me Master Cang. I think of a name that no one else has called me. Yu Yu, what do you think of this name?"

"Shut up."

Cang Feng Yu's ears were red, and he didn't really want to hear it.

"How about just Yuyu."

The man sat carelessly on the sofa, and casually took out a few pieces of paper from the table in the living room. He wiped the blood from his arm without frowning, so that the young man could better apply medicine and bandage on him.

After thinking about it, he held the bloody tissue in his hand, lowered his eyes and said, "Otherwise, I can also call you Cangcang, Fengfeng. I just feel that I am different from others. I want to call you a unique and exclusive name." .”

As he spoke, his mood became a little depressed, and he didn't dare to look at the young man's expression at this moment. He knew how possessive he was, so he forbade his subordinates to call Cang Feng Yu Mentor because he felt that it was his disrespect for Cang Feng. A unique title for the royal family.

But he suddenly thought that he was not the only one who could be called Master Cang. He was a professor of the college and a tutor of a class. Some students would call him professor, and some would call him tutor.

Only then did he realize that the title Master Cang was not exclusive to him, but outside the academy and even other forces.

He wanted to have a unique title that only he called to the youth.

Cang Fengyu pursed his lips without saying a word, grabbed his arm and pulled him to her side, opened the ointment and applied it to him.

Obviously, taking the healing pill will help you recover.

I don’t know why this person likes to let her bandage him.

Si Xing lowered his eyes but did not notice that the young man's ears were a little red. He clenched his hands on his legs and waited uneasily for the young man's answer. He also felt that this was not bad now. At least the young man did not refuse, and he would have another chance in the future. Call him that.

Cang Feng Yu quickly applied the medicine on him and then bandaged his wounds. Just as the young man was tying the knot, Si Xing grabbed his arm but stubbornly wanted an answer and looked at him seriously, "Yu Yu, Is it okay if I call you that?"

Cang Fengyu paused with his fingertips slightly, and lowered his eyes to his hand that was grabbing his arm. He paused for a while, then raised his eyes to look at him, "Just because you want to be different from others?"

The man nodded: "Yes."

Cang Fengyu had no problem anymore and said calmly, "If you want to call me, just call me like this."

The man was suddenly startled. His grip on the young man's arm tightened obviously, and there seemed to be joy in his eyes. "Really?"

"Really." Cang Feng Yu seemed to avoid his gaze on purpose, and landed on the hand that grabbed her arm, asking coldly, "Can you let me go now?"

The man hurriedly let go of his hand. He remembered that he seemed to have caused pain to the other person because he had not controlled himself. He felt very upset and wanted to roll up the young man's sleeves. "Does it hurt? Did I hurt you just now?" Already?"

"No."

Cang Fengyu didn't let him touch his arm, and grabbed his arm to fix it. He didn't want the gauze he had just wrapped to loosen, so he frowned, "Don't move, I'll tie it for you."

A certain rough-skinned general suddenly remembered the misfortune. He hissed softly, his voice was almost silent. Cang Fengyu paused with his fingers and looked at him hesitantly.

Being stared at by the person he liked, the man felt extremely guilty and held it in for a long time: "...it hurts."

Cang Fengyu continued to tie his knot, but the strength was much weaker than before. He thought of something, pursed his lips, and said, "Don't yell like that when there are people around."

The man felt that the bandaging speed could be slower. When he heard Cang Fengyu's voice, his eyebrows seemed to be smiling, and he looked at the young man whose ears were a little red, "What's your name?"

A certain general who knew how to measure things nodded obediently when the young man frowned, curled his lips and said, "I understand, Yu Yu."

Nothing though.

But she always felt that hearing it from this person made her feel panicked. It was probably because this was the first time in all her years that someone had called her that.

She didn't take the remaining gauze and cream, got up and walked straight to the room.

Si Xing only watched her back disappear from his eyes. Hearing the sound of the door closing, he reluctantly closed his eyes.

He put away the things on the table. The new injury on his arm would definitely not heal for two or three days, so he could pester the young man to bandage it a few more times.

After a long time.

The man on the sofa resumed the meeting, and everyone who had been waiting for a long time listened carefully for a while. It was a bit regretful that except for the admiral's voice, they didn't seem to hear anything else.

There are also some regrets.

The admiral did not open a video conference this time.

Otherwise, even if they can't hear the sound, they can see clearly through the video screen where the admiral is at the moment and who else lives with him.

No sound is heard.

They were also able to tell through lip reading what the admiral said after turning off his voice.

It was an hour after the meeting ended. He looked at the room, got up, walked over and knocked on the door a few times.

Cang Fengyu, who was still asleep, opened her eyes and looked at the door. She sat up and walked over and opened the door: "Is something wrong?"

"Can I sleep with you?"

The tall man stood outside the door, like a big dog wandering around looking for someone to take him in. When he looked at the young man with his stern eyebrows lowered, even the tough facial contours seemed soft.

Cang Fengyu didn't seem very willing, "There is a sofa outside."

Si Xing pursed his lips: "It's cold at night."

Perhaps he was afraid that the youth would close the door, so he grabbed the door frame and explained, "There were quilts before, but this room is the only one with quilts here."

Cang Fengyu looked at him for a while and then remembered that there was only one quilt in the room. She thought about it and said, "Contact the people here and ask if there are any extra quilts."